The Fengshen Stele is an Opportunity unique to the Boundary Sea World.
There are nine of them in total.
It is also a ranking board.
The Cultivators of the Xuanhuang Universe had not expected that.
The Fengshen Stele would descend.
However, on second thought, the Xuanhuang Universe is also a world within the Boundary Sea.
So, the descent of the Fengshen Stele does not seem impossible.
Moreover, some powerful individuals have detected that this Fengshen Stele should be the one among the nine Fengshen Steles that focuses on Comprehension Ability.
In other words, it tests a person's Dao Comprehension Ability.
This is also extremely important for Cultivators.
However, at present, due to the rampant mysterious Devil Head.
Prodigies from other domains naturally dare not travel long distances, let alone cross domains to go to the Ancestral Spirit Domain.
This naturally became a gathering for the local Prodigies of the Ancestral Spirit Domain.
And in the Ancestral Spirit Domain, the strongest force is naturally the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan, one of the Five Great Holy Clans.
Some also speculated whether there would be a Prodigy from the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan who would leave their name on the enlightenment god sealing tablet this time?
After all, the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan are all so-called spirit-type beings.
They are naturally close to nature and the Dao.
Their Comprehension Ability and Dao Comprehension Ability should be the most outstanding among Prodigies.
...
The Ancestral Spirit Domain is vast and extensive, and it is also an extremely fertile region.
And at this moment, in the Void Realm at the edge of the Ancestral Spirit Domain.
A white-clothed figure arrived in the Ancestral Spirit Domain through a cross-domain teleportation array.
It was Jun Xiaoyao.
He came to the Ancestral Spirit Domain alone.
Little White Tiger, on the other hand, stayed in the Moon God Holy Clan to freeload food and drinks.
"The Tai Xu Saint Clan has already made their move, next up is the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan," Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
The mysterious Devil Head that had caused widespread panic earlier was naturally his masterpiece.
Although Jun Xiaoyao disdained to Cultivate using the so-called Married Clothes Magic Skill.
But to complete his plan, he could only act personally.
As for the Prodigies who were sacrificed, they were completely insignificant to his plan.
"The Prodigies of the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan are somewhat special, just like the Saint Spirit Clan before."
"As spirit-type beings, they are good Materials for Artifact Refining," Jun Xiaoyao thought.
If he could refine more Prodigies from the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan.
His two accompanying Artifacts would likely become even more spiritual.
They might even develop Artifact Spirits.
At that time, the potential of the Great Luo Sword Embryo and the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron would also be greater.
Even the Artifact Spirits themselves would be a great aid.
"Also, the Fengshen Stele, I didn't expect it to descend in the Xuanhuang Universe."
"Could this Fengshen Stele really be prepared for me?"
"Wherever I go, the Fengshen Stele descends."
Upon hearing that the Fengshen Stele was about to descend in the Ancestral Spirit Domain.
Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat speechless.
How did the Fengshen Stele know he was going to the Ancestral Spirit Domain?
But none of that mattered.
It just so happened that the world fragments he had received as a reward from the Fengshen Stele earlier were almost completely refined.
He could just top the rankings again and get another reward.
If others knew Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts, they would definitely be speechless.
The Fengshen Stele, which was an absolute test for the Prodigies of the Boundary Sea.
To Jun Xiaoyao, it was simply a tool for grinding rewards and achievements.
"Also, I wonder if the descent of this Fengshen Stele will attract some interesting characters."
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was profound.
He always felt that the Luck of the Xuanhuang Universe could not all be carried by Mu Xuan alone.
After all, the Xuanhuang Universe is a Multiverse, immensely vast.
It was possible for several Children of Xuanhuang to appear, and then, like raising Gu, compete with each other for Luck, with one guardian finally emerging.
If there was really only Mu Xuan, it would be a bit boring.
...
The Ancestral Spirit Domain is incredibly vast.
There are countless spiritual mountains, great rivers, grotto-heavens, and blessed lands.
It is precisely this kind of environment that can nurture many spirit-type beings.
Forming the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan.
It can be said that the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan was once at its Peak.
But later, something happened.
That is, the former leader of the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan, Spirit Ancestor, was severely wounded and died after a great battle with a powerful Emperor Clan expert in the Mixed Realm.
Since then, the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan has not returned to its Peak.
Although it has not fallen to the extent of the Mu Tian Holy Clan's decline.
It clearly no longer possesses its former Peak and dominance.
Within the Ancestral Spirit Holy Clan, countless clan members wished that if Lord Spirit Ancestor were still alive, how wonderful it would be.
Ancestral Spirit Domain, a secluded place.
Mountain ranges stretched, and green hills were verdant.
Lakes, like jade, were embedded deep within the mountains.
Ancient forests were vigorous, and a misty haze lingered.
This was definitely a secluded paradise.
And in this area, fields crisscrossed, and houses were neatly arranged.
It was actually a small mountain village.
In the village, farmers tilled the land, and women washed clothes by the river.
It looked peaceful and serene.
And amidst this tranquility.
A figure broke the silence.
A small figure, carrying a one-horned savage ox, swayed to the village entrance.
The one-horned savage ox, like a small hill, was shrouded in Evil Qi, looking terrifying at a glance, it was a Vicious Beast.
However, the one carrying this one-horned savage ox was a boy who looked no older than eight or nine years old.
The boy wore animal skin clothes, his skin was fair, his eyes were bright black, and his hair was tied up.
His forehead seemed to contain a radiant wisdom, making him appear very nimble.
"Shitou, you caught another Vicious Beast?"
"Yes, Auntie, I'm going to dry it into jerky to eat on the road."
"Shitou, are you really going out to explore? You're still so young."
"It's okay, I'm just going out to see the outside world, I'll be back."
The boy named Shitou grinned.
Some aunties had worry in their eyes, after all, they had watched Shitou grow up.
"Oh, don't worry, he's the son of the mountain god," a middle-aged farmer said.
This boy named Shitou.
He was picked up by the old village chief here from a mountain cave while he was collecting herbs in the mountains.
And this Shitou was also extremely extraordinary.
At the age of three, he began to follow the village hunters to hunt in the mountains.
At the age of seven, he defeated the terrifying Beast King deep in the mountains.
So, everyone in the village rumored that Shitou was the son of the mountain god, naturally extraordinary.
As for how strong Shitou was, the villagers did not know.
Because they were not Cultivators either.
They only knew that Shitou, at such a young age, was unimaginably strong.
Next, the villagers began to help Shitou cut up the one-horned savage ox meat.
And Shitou, with his big eyes, gazed into the distance.
For some reason, he always felt that he did not belong to this small mountain village.
He seemed destined to go out and explore the outside world.
"Also, that dream seems to be happening more and more frequently."
Shitou mumbled.
He often had a dream.
In the dream, there was an immensely vast mausoleum, seemingly standing at the end of the world.
And within the mausoleum, an immensely majestic figure seemed to vaguely appear.
That figure seemed to be calling out to him.
Before, this dream only occurred occasionally.
But recently, it had become more and more frequent.
Therefore, Shitou felt that he should set off.
"The outside world should be very exciting, right?"
"Also, my fists are itching, those little Yao Beasts in the mountains aren't enough for me to practice with."
Shitou grinned.
He was indeed a mischievous little rascal.